Chapter 437 Each Has Their Own Joys and Sorrows
Xia Mulan, the wife of the third child, stood shyly on one side of the courtyard.
She originally intended to greet her second brother, but seeing the whole family chatting and laughing, and her second brother carrying Xiaolong to the main house, she thought she would go to the kitchen to cook.
They're back so late, they probably haven't eaten yet.
She deftly kneaded and rolled the dough, and by the time they finished exchanging pleasantries and thought about cooking, Xia Mulan had almost finished rolling the dough.
The second son said he was very thirsty and wanted to eat a bowl of sour noodles, so Jiang Hongying went to the kitchen and choked on some sour sauce.
"Mulan, you're so quick! Fourth Brother just started complaining that he was hungry and wanted to eat, and you've almost finished making the noodles. No wonder Mother says you're capable." Jiang Hongying quickly peeled a potato and shredded some scallions.
Mulan laughed and said, "That's normal. You haven't seen each other for several years, so you must have a lot to talk about at first. Sister, go talk to Second Brother. Once you've finished peeling the potatoes, the meal will be ready soon."
Jiang Hongying quickly chopped the potatoes. "No need, let them chat for a while. It's too noisy. I'll heat up some pork."
They rushed around in the kitchen, lit candles in the main room, and the three children shouted happily like they were blowing whistles. They unpacked all sorts of treats that the fourth brother had bought to amuse the children, and laughed loudly from time to time.
The three brothers chatted and laughed, making a lot of noise and creating a lively atmosphere.
Song Chunxue sat to the side, listening to their conversation, her face full of smiles.
She hadn't seen her second brother for three years, and it had been more than three years since her rebirth.
When the second son came back, the three brothers got along better than they did three years ago.
She thought they would become estranged, but seeing them chatting and laughing, reminiscing about the past in such a silly way, she felt that all the gains and losses didn't seem so important anymore.
After all, they are brothers, and when they get together, they both want the best for each other.
She had encountered similar scenes in her past life, but she rarely did.
It seems to have been around the time when we burned six or seven pieces of paper for her.
No one was there when she died, but after the news of her death was sent out, they still came one after another.
When the fourth son arrived, they had already burned paper money for her on the fifth seven-day period. When the second son arrived, it was already the sixth seven-day period.
On the night they burned six or seven pieces of paper, it seemed like they were sitting around in the courtyard having dinner together, chatting and laughing until very late.
The eldest brother wasn't there, but his family's cat was standing on the roof when the third brother's child spotted it, and everyone was almost startled.
At that time, she was in a state of confusion and sometimes couldn't tell whether she was dead or alive.
Although they all came, and arrived very late, seeing the brothers getting along harmoniously, her resentment dissipated considerably.
Perhaps it was because she had too many regrets and too many obsessions that she was reborn.
There are some scenes that you didn't see when you were alive, but saw after you died. You can't hear or see them anymore, and you'll always feel uneasy about them.
Song Chunxue raised her hand and pressed it to her chest, her surging emotions seemingly about to burst out of her chest.
When we burned six or seven pieces of paper money for her, apart from the fourth son, the others all had graying temples. The third son, who had worked the hardest, had half of his hair turned white...
Now, they are in their prime, at the age of starting a family, just like the wheat ripening for summer, bringing joy to people's hearts.
At this moment, Song Chunxue felt extremely gratified.
Forget the hardships of the past, and don't be afraid of the difficulties and obstacles in the future; just focus on the present.
The regrets of the past life were filled, and all the remorse and resentment seemed to vanish like smoke.
Such a scene is a rare treat in life.
My heart was pounding, and tears welled up in my chest, but crying would be too much of a downer, so I decided to laugh and talk.
She took out several jars of wine from the large wooden cabinet.
"I'll go make some cold dishes, how about we, mother and son, have a few drinks?"
The fourth and third sons were already used to it, and nodded, "Okay, does Mother want to drink again?"
The second son looked on in astonishment, "Mother has become addicted to alcohol now?"
Song Chunxue smiled slightly, "It's not that I'm addicted to alcohol. Usually, when we get together for weddings or funerals, it's all the men who drink. It's as if women drinking is something shameful."
"I've been drinking a lot these past two years and I've discovered the joys of drinking. Tonight, everyone's here except for the eldest brother. If we don't drink tonight, I'm afraid the only time we'll be able to get together again is on the day I die."
Her voice was gentle and calm, her face held a smile that reflected the wisdom of life, and the candlelight surrounding her was exceptionally warm.
Looking at his mother like this, the second son was instantly overwhelmed by a torrent of guilt and self-reproach.
If he hadn't been brave enough to go to Lord Xie back then, and instead had chosen to go to Jingzhou for the sake of his own life and future, his mother would probably have been very sad and regretted giving birth to him.
He had a simple idea before, and didn't even want to know how his mother would cry when he went to Jingzhou.
He felt that he was hard-hearted and that he had nothing he couldn't bear to part with regarding his hometown and mother.
When I was little, my mother always said that as long as they were doing well in the future, that was more important than anything else.
"mother……"
"Let's eat first, we can drink later."
Jiang Hongying came in carrying a wooden tray, interrupting the second son's words.
"Okay, I'll go get the food." The fourth brother stood up and patted the second brother's shoulder. "Don't get up since your leg isn't healed yet. I'll go with the third brother."
Sanwa had already arrived in the kitchen. Seeing Mulan serving rice, he leaned close to her and whispered, "You're pretty fast. You've worked hard."
Mulan blushed. "What's so hard about it? That's just how it is to be a wife."
"Everyone might sleep here tonight. You'll need to tidy up the attic later so Second Brother can sleep there." Sanwa picked up a plate of pickled vegetables and asked quietly, "Do you want some wine?"
Mulan shook her head, "Go quickly."
Seeing the two of them whispering to each other, the fourth brother picked up two bowls of noodles from the cutting board, stepped out the door, and just then saw his brother-in-law, He Chuan, come in.
"Brother-in-law, why are you so late?"
He Chuan patted the dust off his clothes. "It was threshing today. There was no wind during the day, but I took advantage of the wind to winnow the grain for a while. Did Lao Er come back?"
"Yes, my second brother is back." The fourth brother saw that his eyebrows were covered in dirt and felt a little ashamed. "Brother-in-law, you should go wash up. Are you sleepy? If you're not, let's have a couple of drinks. Take a rest tomorrow, and we'll thresh grain together the day after tomorrow."
He Chuan ran his fingers through his hair, and fine dust fell down. "Okay, you guys go eat quickly, I'll wash my face and come right away."
Hearing that He Chuan had returned, Jiang Hongying came to the kitchen and saw that he was covered in dirt and the back of his clothes were bleached white from the sun. She couldn't help but pat him down with heartache.
"Why are you in such a hurry? It's not too late to do it tomorrow, since it's not going to rain tomorrow anyway."
Xia Mulan rummaged through the cupboards, trying to figure out what cold dish to make. She got up and scooped hot water into a basin. "Brother-in-law, wash your face with hot water. Don't be startled."
He Chuan smiled and said, "Okay."
He turned to comfort Hongying, "We've always done things this way before. Now that we're working, no one's yelling at us. Isn't that great?"
Hongying sighed, "Then you should save your energy. If you get sick from overexertion, my mother will definitely be unhappy."
He Chuan let his hair down, grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it in. Soon the water turned yellow and was all muddy.
"Okay, you go to the main room to talk first, I'll come as soon as I'm done washing up."
Although He Chuan felt he was doing quite well, he was still a son-in-law, so it didn't matter if he arrived late.
"Okay, then take your time washing."
After Jiang Hongying left, Xia Mulan changed the water in the basin and rinsed He Chuan's hair.
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